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Authors: Chandler Lacey-Payne
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am capable of cleaning my own messes,” Judas said, trying to convince himself more than his father. He was sorry he had ever gotten him involved in this part of his life but since he was small, his father had been the only friend he ever had. He was a good father to him and Judas hoped to be just like him if he was ever able to have a child of his own.
As ugly as he was inside, Phillip had never looked down on his son. Instead, he had given him a simple phone number and to this day, he was thankful for Phillip's sacrifices.
“I love you, son. Now let's go back inside before your wife kills your mother.”
He couldn't picture Adessa killing a fly, much less his mother. “I love you too, Dad,” he said solemnly as they went back inside.
The whole next day, he was just going through the motions, barely responding to his mother's endless scorn. They went to the theatre to see a live performance for which he had been a sponsor and all through the show, he seemed lost in his thoughts.
She had finally learned to ignore about ninety percent of what Anita said. When she wasn't droning on about her dog, she went on and on about seemingly everyone she knew and her list of things to disapprove of was never ending. In honesty, Adessa had a hard time finding fault in anyone other than Anita herself.
They went to the mall after the performance and Anita spent the whole time complaining about how "middle class" the act was. She refused to buy a single thing, scowling and whining nonstop, while trying to appear more important than anyone else in the place. Judas held her hand but he didn't seem interested either, so it was up to Phillip and Adessa to try to be comfortable. Adessa had already guessed that Phillip could be happy anywhere and she could easily picture him wearing jeans and carrying a fishing pole.
Adessa picked up a bag in one of the stores, but when she headed to the checkout, she was scolded for the last time.
"You're only a nurse, darling," Anita spit, "Are you sure there isn't a Wal-Mart closeby?"
Adessa's face flushed and this time, Judas didn't save her. He simply walked away as if he hadn't heard the remark, leaving her to stand there alone with the horrible wretch. Fine, two can play this game. She handed the clerk her credit card and turned back to Anita. "THIS nurse, happens to now be a millionaire. So thank you for my half of Judas's inheritance," her eyes blazed.
Anita looked like she had been punched and Adessa was sure Phillip was choking on something as they both stood and stared at her, stunned. Still not finished, she flipped Anita the bird and yanked the bag and receipt off the counter and stormed away. The ride home was awkward and silent but at least she didn't have to listen to Anita's voice. Judas could be pissed at her all he wants, but no one was going to talk down to her and especially not someone like Anita Quinn. Hell, who was she kidding? He probably didn't even notice the exchange.
When they were in bed that night, she could hear Anita and Phillip arguing about what had happened. "I have never been so humiliated in my life!" Anita wailed.
"She's a redhead, that's for sure," Phillip said mildly.
"She doesn't belong. She's just as vile and distasteful as that whore, Leanna," she continued. It took all Adessa had not to react. She just laid there and listened, thankful that Judas was already asleep. They got quiet after a while and Adessa wondered why Phillip even put up with the wretch. She could easily see why Judas had never gone back to Florida.
The day his parents were set to leave, they had planned a nice lunch on their way to the airport but Judas barely picked at his food. By then, he had slipped into a terrible mood and had even snapped at her twice before they left. Anita didn't seem to notice her son's behavior,
As ugly as he was inside, Phillip had never looked down on his son. Instead, he had given him a simple phone number and to this day, he was thankful for Phillip's sacrifices.
“I love you, son. Now let's go back inside before your wife kills your mother.”
He couldn't picture Adessa killing a fly, much less his mother. “I love you too, Dad,” he said solemnly as they went back inside.
The whole next day, he was just going through the motions, barely responding to his mother's endless scorn. They went to the theatre to see a live performance for which he had been a sponsor and all through the show, he seemed lost in his thoughts.
She had finally learned to ignore about ninety percent of what Anita said. When she wasn't droning on about her dog, she went on and on about seemingly everyone she knew and her list of things to disapprove of was never ending. In honesty, Adessa had a hard time finding fault in anyone other than Anita herself.
They went to the mall after the performance and Anita spent the whole time complaining about how "middle class" the act was. She refused to buy a single thing, scowling and whining nonstop, while trying to appear more important than anyone else in the place. Judas held her hand but he didn't seem interested either, so it was up to Phillip and Adessa to try to be comfortable. Adessa had already guessed that Phillip could be happy anywhere and she could easily picture him wearing jeans and carrying a fishing pole.
Adessa picked up a bag in one of the stores, but when she headed to the checkout, she was scolded for the last time.
"You're only a nurse, darling," Anita spit, "Are you sure there isn't a Wal-Mart closeby?"
Adessa's face flushed and this time, Judas didn't save her. He simply walked away as if he hadn't heard the remark, leaving her to stand there alone with the horrible wretch. Fine, two can play this game. She handed the clerk her credit card and turned back to Anita. "THIS nurse, happens to now be a millionaire. So thank you for my half of Judas's inheritance," her eyes blazed.
Anita looked like she had been punched and Adessa was sure Phillip was choking on something as they both stood and stared at her, stunned. Still not finished, she flipped Anita the bird and yanked the bag and receipt off the counter and stormed away. The ride home was awkward and silent but at least she didn't have to listen to Anita's voice. Judas could be pissed at her all he wants, but no one was going to talk down to her and especially not someone like Anita Quinn. Hell, who was she kidding? He probably didn't even notice the exchange.
When they were in bed that night, she could hear Anita and Phillip arguing about what had happened. "I have never been so humiliated in my life!" Anita wailed.
"She's a redhead, that's for sure," Phillip said mildly.
"She doesn't belong. She's just as vile and distasteful as that whore, Leanna," she continued. It took all Adessa had not to react. She just laid there and listened, thankful that Judas was already asleep. They got quiet after a while and Adessa wondered why Phillip even put up with the wretch. She could easily see why Judas had never gone back to Florida.
The day his parents were set to leave, they had planned a nice lunch on their way to the airport but Judas barely picked at his food. By then, he had slipped into a terrible mood and had even snapped at her twice before they left. Anita didn't seem to notice her son's behavior,
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